After the fishing boat docked, Shuisheng quickly got off the boat and looked over to see if he had seen it wrong. But as expected, there really was someone who had fainted. From the looks of it, it seemed that this person came to the river to fish.
"Hey, wake up, wake up." Seeing that the man hadn't woken up yet, Shuisheng simply sprinkled water on his face and pinched his philtrum. After repeating this several times, the unconscious man finally woke up slowly.
"You look like you have heatstroke. Let me help you up first."
Shuisheng was about to help the man to rest under the shade of a nearby tree, but the man was a little embarrassed and didn't want to get up: "Thank you. Sorry, my legs are not convenient. I wanted to go out fishing, but in the end, ah, shame."
The person who slowly came over to check the situation stumbled and almost fell after hearing the voice of the person on the ground with his back to him: "......!"
Shuisheng saw Zhang Xiaohua almost fall, so he helped him up and warned him, "Boss, the rocks on the riverbank are slippery, go slower!"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Zhang Xiaohua jogged over without saying a word, but just stared into the eyes of the person in front of him, as if he was exploring something, or expecting something.
Shuisheng saw that Zhang Xiaohua's behavior was a little unusual, so he didn't dare to interrupt her. He just held her and stood there with her. After a while, the rescued person looked at the increasingly scorching sun overhead, wiped the sweat off his face, and politely asked, "Miss, is there something on my face?"
Zhang Xiaohua said nothing. She just roughly grabbed the man by the collar and roared with red eyes, "Ouyang Ming, where have you been all these years?"
Before Shuisheng and the person involved could react, Zhang Xiaohua threw them to the ground and burst into tears.
The man was stunned for a long time before he stretched out his hesitant hand and gently patted the abrupt woman on the back: "Girl, girl, you must have recognized the wrong person. I don't know you."
Zhang Xiaohua straightened up abruptly after hearing what he said. After taking a look at him, she ripped open his shirt. She saw another red birthmark on his left chest, near his shoulder. At first glance, the birthmark resembled a butterfly, still desperately striving for survival even in the midst of flames.
The moment she saw the birthmark, Zhang Xiaohua burst into tears and spoke incoherently, "It's this birthmark, no doubt about it! It's you, it's you, I won't make a mistake!"
Ouyang Ming looked at Zhang Xiaohua and didn't think she was joking. "...Miss, I was injured many years ago and don't remember a lot of things. Look at you, do you recognize me?"
Upon hearing this news, Zhang Xiaohua's heart leaped, almost as if it were about to burst through her skin. But the uneasy throbbing disappeared the next second: "...I know you, not only do I know you, but you also owe me an explanation."
This Ouyang Ming and Mr. Ouyang from Qinglong Village, whom Zhang Xiaohua had only heard of but never seen, were obviously very similar, as if they were the same person.
Not long after, just as Wang Yanzhou refused to let Tang Chen go out to look for Su Zhirou due to her poor health, Princess Qinghe returned to her fiefdom with her finally found husband. Strangely, Ouyang Ming was Wang Yanzhou's sworn brother. Normally, the news Qinghe had sent should have reached Wang Yanzhou upon their return to Qinghe County...
Mr. Ouyang saw that the weather was nice today, so after tidying up his hut, he asked Little Loach to push him into the yard. "What are you talking about? It's so lively?"
Seeing that Mr. Ouyang, who had always disliked going out, was actually in the mood to come out and chat with everyone today, Aunt Lin and the others stopped what they were doing, found a big chair, and helped move Ouyang Ming from the wheelchair to the chair under the tree.
"Mr. Ouyang, why did you decide to come out and chat with us old ladies today?"
Ouyang Ming said with a smile, "The weather's nice, let's go out and get some sunshine. By the way, I just heard you guys talking about the eldest princess."
Aunt Lin said they were talking about the eldest princess. Mr. Ouyang didn't know because he hadn't been out. Princess Qinghe had always been very low-key when she returned from abroad, except for this time, when the honor guard was incredible. "That's right, it's all over the streets now. People are saying that the eldest princess has found a prince consort!"
Aunt Lin and the others didn't notice the frozen smile on Ouyang Ming's face and continued to discuss, "Tell me, this prince consort has been missing for so many years, and now that he's been found, I wonder how happy the princess will be."
Aunt He said, "I heard that the prince consort seems to have had a head injury and has lost his memory. These past few days, all the famous doctors coming in from all over the place are about to break down the threshold of the princess's mansion."
Little Loach, who was reading a book and listening to gossip nearby, noticed Ouyang Ming's strange expression and thought he was feeling unwell. He hurriedly asked, "Sir, what's wrong? Do you need to poop? Or is your leg hurting again? Do you want me to massage it for you?"
After Ouyang Ming managed to calm himself down, he smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry. Aunt Lin and Aunt He, please continue. I also want to know where this prince consort came from."
Aunt Lin said, "It's rare that Mr. also likes to listen to us talk about this, so let's continue the conversation?"
That night, Ouyang Ming thought over and over again about what he had heard from Aunt Lin and the others that day, as if his soul had left his body. The candle in the room burned until midnight, until a cool breeze blew in from the window, shaking the candlelight. Only then did Ouyang Ming come to his senses and exclaimed in alarm, "Who is it?"
The uninvited guest who broke in at night, holding a gleaming white dagger in his hand, did not rush to attack. He just gently closed the window, leaned against the door and said, "I am the one who will take your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man slowly took off the black scarf covering his face. Ouyang Ming was stunned. He had seen this man before. "You are Tang Chen's friend!"
"I'm sorry, Prince Consort."
Soon, the candle in the room went out, and from that night on, it could never be lit again.
The night before dawn was dark and somewhat eerie. Heiya sat on the Qinghe County wall, silently wiping the bloody blade on his hand. Beside him lay a black bundle, the contents of which were unknown.
The sound of birdsong filled my ears, and two men in black appeared on the city wall. "Where's the stuff?"
"The person has been dealt with. Here is the birthmark you were looking for," Black Crow said as he casually tossed the bundle at hand over. The man opened the bundle, confirmed that it was indeed the piece of flesh with the birthmark, and carefully put the thing away.
"As expected of Black Crow, he does things cleanly and efficiently."
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